The basement slave extrem
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A new aspirant shamelessly enters the basement of Domina Dina and does everything wrong that you can only do wrong. This does not remain without consequences for a proud mistress. The aspirant increases. He fails to ask for audience. He merely states his wishes. Strike number two would probably be called in baseball. In addition, he wears these clothes, which can and must be interpreted as an insult to Mistress Dina. 3 Strikes, which stand meaningfully in the room and can be read more than clearly in the voice of the mistress. The aspirant has messed up. Now he must make amends and ask for absolution. But before he even comes into question as an aspirant, he must become aware of his situation. The dominatrix makes it roughly easy for the dolt, and yet he manages to fail yet again. A talent, too, one must admit to him. At the end of these first sanctions that he must now go through, he will understand and know where his place is...
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Do you hear me?
What do I feel?
Get in the corner!
And don't look at me!
And who are you?
I beg your pardon?
I said clothes downstairs.
Of course!
And if you're not being honest, then you can go right back.
Do I make myself clear?
I'm not there.
Let's go!
The worse the bullet holes, the bigger the pig.
I want you to keep that visual in mind.
I can't wait to see what you can think of
That's the "S" word.
A small lake of hearing
Are we a little unkosher, Lara?
Scream!
It's embarrassing.
Will it be my permission?
I asked you a question.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
It's not easy.
Come on!
The ice
Come here.
No, no, no.
Go on, one more time.
I'll give you a little support.
Now you're gonna be 3 and then you're gonna give me 10.
Let's go.
Are you already failing?
Your attitude is more than offensive.
Chest out, belly in
And most importantly, and you should always consider that,
That's the high cross.
That's pretty much every time.
Come on, get down.
And down
I told you you didn't feel so good, did I?
One more time
Come on.
Come on, we don't have to hold on that long.
No.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
You okay?
You're a small, rotten, horrible, untalented, and somehow essential being.
A creature where I have yet to think about keeping something like you
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